CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 178: COMMANDER’S ROAR

"At the same time, I will not restrict your love of drinking."

"But... if you cause problems because of drinking, even if you’re a Master Blacksmith, I’ll throw you into the dungeon!"

"Master Flint, am I clear enough?"

Flint looked up at Lynn, feeling the overwhelming aura coming from him.

Overexcited, Flint instantly regained clarity.

Flint’s words became calm as he spoke, "Lord, I understand."

"Rest assured, I promise you I will never let drinking interfere with my duties."

"Otherwise, I’ll bear all the consequences myself."

Lynn nodded and said, "The distilled spirits were made by Lex at the Brewing Workshop. I don’t know its specific name yet..."

Flint repeated Lynn’s words.

"Distilled spirits, Brewing Workshop, Lex..."

Flint nodded, "Lord, then I shall not disturb you any further..."

Receiving Lynn’s nod of approval, Flint took his leave.

Watching Flint’s figure fade into the distance, Lynn frowned slightly.

Although Flint’s exact identity was unknown, to Lynn, Flint seemed to be a true drunkard.

Lex had told Lynn that a barrel of beer weighing three hundred pounds could be finished by Flint in just two or three days!

He was a complete drunkard.

What puzzled Lynn was that after drinking so much, Flint could still energetically show up at the Blacksmith Workshop the next day.

Moreover.

From what Flint described, he had evidently experienced something with the Fireplace Race...

Retracting his gaze.

Lynn, accompanied by Red, returned in the direction of the castle.

Back at the second-floor hall of the castle.

The maids had already lit all the candelabras in the hall and the oil lamps on the walls.

Although darkness had fully descended, it did not affect the brightness inside the hall.

Before the thirty-meter dining table, Kuisi, accompanied by several maids, was setting up dinner for the day.

The centerpiece of the platters was a nearly forty-pound northern pike.

Because it was steamed, it wasn’t chopped at all, and the cleaned whole northern pike was placed on top.

Due to the various spices previously traded with Zod being added, even before approaching, Lynn could smell the fresh aroma of the meat.

Accompanied by wheat bread, pan-fried pork belly, stewed beef, and so on...

Lynn couldn’t help but feel his mouth watering.

Such a large fish, it was the first time even for Lynn to taste it.

Letting Kuisi and Red sit down, the three of them started enjoying the dinner of the day.

Despite Lynn’s insistence, Red and Kuisi ate quite a bit, but a nearly forty-pound northern pike was just too much.

The three of them ate just one-quarter.

As for the remaining northern pike, Kuisi preserved it.

She said it could be eaten again tomorrow.

Lynn didn’t mind.

The days of boiling Viper meat in the river, he had lived through them.

For Lynn, eating leftover northern pike counted as a rare feast.

The cold of the night enveloped the entire town.

Lynn had Kuisi prepare the hot water in the private bathtub and then let Red and Kuisi go rest in their rooms.

Lynn entered the warm private room, soaking once again in the spacious bathtub.

Steam rose, enveloping the area, drifting up gently from the water’s surface.

His head leaned against the bath pillow, and he covered his eyes with a heated towel for a hot eye compress.

An intense sense of comfort enveloped Lynn’s entire body.

Just then.

A faint, rhythmic sound came from outside the door.

Knock knock knock~

After the knocking, Kuisi’s voice followed.

"Sir, may I come in?"

Lynn didn’t move, responding, "Come in."

With Lynn’s words, the sound of a wooden door opening was heard.

Very soon.

The wooden door was gently closed.

Kuisi’s gaze searched and ultimately fell on Lynn in the bathtub.

She did not come closer, but stood at the door, with a hint of shyness in her voice, "Sir, would you like me to give you a massage?"

Listening to Kuisi, Lynn removed the now cooled linen cloth from his eyes.

He turned his head to glance at Kuisi and nodded, "A massage? Sure."

"It’s been a while since I had one."

With Lynn’s permission, Kuisi responded and slowly approached Lynn.

Reaching Lynn, Kuisi first placed her hands in the hot water to soak them.

Thus warming her hands.

Watching Kuisi’s meticulous actions, appreciation flashed in Lynn’s eyes.

Kuisi’s technique was indeed professional, making her quite suitable for serving others.

After soaking for half a minute.

Kuisi came to Lynn’s side, placing her fair and slender hands on his arms, gently kneading them.

Softly, she spoke, "Sir, is this pressure okay for you?"

Lynn nodded slightly, "It’s fine."

Kuisi smiled gently and continued to massage Lynn.

From his arm, to his shoulder, to his head, then to the other arm.

Even the neck wasn’t neglected with a little rub.

After half an hour of continuous massage.

Kuisi crouched to Lynn’s right side, speaking softly, "Sir, do you require me to get into the bathtub to massage your body?"

Lynn glanced at Kuisi without hesitation, "Of course."

Kuisi smiled again.

Under Lynn’s gaze, Kuisi slowly removed the coarse wool robe she was wearing.

Following was a thin linen robe and pants...

In less than half a minute.

Kuisi’s fair and slender body appeared in Lynn’s view.

Her proud, snow-white curves now completely revealed without any cover.

Her abdomen, without a trace of excess fat, showcased a defined vest line.

Along with her not-too-long, but perfectly straight and coherent legs...

Lynn couldn’t help but take another look.

As Lynn watched intently, Kuisi stepped into the bathtub.

A unique sight entered Lynn’s view.

Kuisi approached Lynn, speaking, "Sir, shall I start with your feet?"

Lynn nodded.

With Lynn’s consent, Kuisi wasted no words.

Kneeling in the water of the tub, she began massaging Lynn.

Kuisi didn’t mind that during her massage, her body swayed, causing the water in front of her to ripple.

The oscillating water in the bathtub also created waves.

Kuisi didn’t care that Lynn’s eyes were fixed on her.

Kuisi’s massage continued, from the feet, to the calves, to the knees, then to the thighs...

After another half hour.

Kuisi’s hands explored further between Lynn’s legs.

Her soft voice sounded again from Kuisi’s mouth.

"Sir, the next step in the massage is..."